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In the third month of the lunar calendar in the eleventh year of Wu Jianshuo, Wanyan Zongfu led the main force of the East Route Army to launch a general attack on Jiangning after more than two months of low-intensity warfare and siege preparations, gathering Han troops nearby. Search: (¨Perfect¨Book¨God¨Station¨) Read high-quality literature for free. Some of the Han troops were recalled, and a large number of Han troops successively crossed the river. By mid to late March, the total assembled attack force once reached 500,000.

Meanwhile, the Wu Lie Camp and Han Shizhong's Zhenhai Army, which were already stationed in Jiangning, as well as the Jianghuai troops nearby, gradually concentrated in Jiangning during this period, which expanded the scale of the entire war and attracted everyone's attention in this spring at the beginning of the new year.

At the beginning of the war, a small interlude erupted just before the swords clashed. Tracing back to the beginning of this interlude, it probably began in January of this year.

With the issuance of the Huaxia Army's proclamation to eliminate traitors, the struggle arising from choices and standing in line became more intense. Public calls for the execution of Han traitors grew, and some who were wavering no longer hesitated. However, with the intensifying situation of standing in line, the Jurchen lobbyists also stepped up their activities in private, even actively arranging some "tragedies" to urge those who had been wavering in the army to make a decision quickly.

A Hou-姓 official in Jiangning City who was responsible for the Ditingsi (Earth Listening Department) was thus co-opted. During wartime, the Ditingsi was responsible for monitoring underground movements to prevent the enemy from digging tunnels into the city. This official, named Hou Yuntong, was not inherently a vicious person, but his father and brothers had long had dealings with the Jurchen side, relying on the Jurchen forces' assistance to amass a large amount of money, accumulate fields, and enslave people, enjoying prosperity for several years. Under such circumstances, the Jurchens kidnapped his pair of children and then threatened him with evidence of secretly communicating with the Jurchens and the lives of his children, ordering him to cooperate with the Jurchens' tunneling activities.

In February, Han Shizhong's side confirmed this matter twice. The first message came from a mysterious informant—of course, it was confirmed years later that the person who warned the Wu Dynasty side at this time was Puyang Yi, the current head of Jiangning, and his deputy was named Liu Jing, who had served as a secretary in Jiangning Prefecture for several years—the second message came from Hou Yuntong's surrender in mid-February.

Surrendering to the higher-ups under such circumstances almost certainly meant the death of his children and perhaps would not bring good consequences for himself. However, in the years of war, such things were not isolated cases.

From February to April of this year, the Wu Dynasty and the Huaxia Army side attempted several rescues of Hou Yuntong's children, but ultimately failed. His children died on the third day of April. His family had been killed off before that. On the seventh day of April, after the bodies of his children, chopped into pieces, were found outside Jiangning City, Hou Yuntong hanged himself in a wilderness. In this chaotic tide that had claimed millions or tens of millions of lives, his experience was only recorded later because of his key position, and it was probably meaningless to him personally.

In response to the Jurchens' attempt to enter the city from underground, Han Shizhong's side adopted a strategy of using their scheme against them. In mid-February, nearby troops had already begun to concentrate in Jiangning. On the 28th, the Jurchen side launched an attack on the city using the tunnels as a guide. Han Shizhong also chose troops and the navy to launch a surprise attack on Mawenyuan, the only river crossing point garrisoned by the East Route Army at this time, at almost any cost, to replace the Jurchens' naval forces on the Yangtze River.

In those years, the Jurchens searched the mountains and dredged the seas, but ultimately, because the northerners did not understand the navy, Wuzhu was trapped in Huangtiandang for more than forty days, losing face to this day. Later, the Jurchens urged the southern Han troops near the Grand Canal to develop a navy, during which there were Jin troops supervising and a large number of technicians and money invested. Last year's naval battle on the Yangtze River, although the Wu Dynasty side had the upper hand, did not achieve a decisive victory. By the end of the year, the Jurchens took advantage of the dry Yangtze River water to tie boats together to form a pontoon bridge and forcibly cross the Yangtze River, finally opening up a road near Jiangning.

Now the Jurchen navy is stationed near Mawenyuan, west of Jiangning, maintaining the north-south passage, but it is also the biggest flaw on the Jurchen side. Therefore, Han Shizhong used their scheme against them, launching a surprise attack on them while the Jurchens thought they had succeeded.

What is more dramatic is that Han Shizhong's actions were also noticed by the Jurchens. Facing the prepared Jurchen army, they had to withdraw their troops in the end. The two sides stabbed each other at the end of February, and in March, they launched a large-scale battle on the open battlefield.

The battlefield strife, like smoke, obscured many things. No one knew how many undercurrents were surging in private. By March, the situation in Lin'an was even more chaotic. Outside Lin'an City, Wuzhu's troops ran rampant, burning and killing everything near Lin'an. Even several county towns were captured and burned. In the area within fifty miles north of the Qiantang River, everything except the troops coming to defend the emperor was turned into ruins. Sometimes Wuzhu deliberately sent cavalry to harass the city defenses. When huge columns of smoke rose outside the city, half of Lin'an City could see it clearly.

Rumors spread in private. The seemingly calm Lin'an City was like a hot iron pot. Of course, only the middle and upper classes in Lin'an Prefecture could feel this heat.

In mid-March, in a courtyard on one side of Lin'an City, the ornamental mountains and waters already had the green colors of spring. The weeping willows had grown new buds, and ducks were swimming in the water. It was afternoon, and sunlight fell from one side of the mansion. Qin Hui and a dignified-looking old man were walking in the garden.

"North of Gushan Temple, west of Jia Pavilion,
The water surface is initially calm, and the cloud feet are low. Several early orioles are vying for warm trees, and whose new swallows are pecking at spring mud... The spring scenery in Lin'an is the worst this year. Last month was cold, and I thought the flowers and trees would all be frozen to death... But even so, they still grew out in the end. All living beings seek to live, so tenacious, which is admirable and gratifying..."

Walking to a tree, the old man patted the tree trunk, saying these words. Qin Hui stood aside with his hands behind his back and smiled: "Master Mei's words are very philosophical."

The old man, called Master Mei, smiled: "Brother Huizhi has been very busy lately."

"Fighting on the front line is really busy. I am just busy with mundane affairs on weekdays." Qin Hui smiled and spread his hands. "Isn't this right? As soon as Master Mei invited me, I came immediately."

"Huizhi is an important court official and it is a critical moment. I, a foolish person at home, rashly invited you. It's really inappropriate. But at this moment, I have some doubts in my heart and want to ask Brother Huizhi for advice. Therefore, I dare to speak out..."

"Hey, let's not talk about the decades of friendship between Master Mei and me. With Master Mei's talent, how simple would it be to become an official? The court officials have been looking forward to Master Mei's coming out for a long time. When Master Mei mentions this, I must..."

"This matter is exempt." The other party smiled and waved his hand, then a complex expression flashed across his face. "The court has been controlled by ignorant people these years. I am old and have no strength to compete with them. It is Huizhi who has had ups and downs in recent years, which is admirable. After His Majesty had an unpleasant quarrel with the officials, the person who was still summoned to the palace to ask for advice the most was Brother Huizhi, right?"

"Alas." Qin Hui sighed, "His Majesty... is also anxious."

"What is Brother Huizhi's opinion on the current situation?"

"If we can hold on, my Wu Dynasty should be able to have a few years of peace."

"What if we can't hold on?" The old man turned his eyes to his face.

Qin Hui looked back: "Master Mei's words, do you mean something?"

The old man spread his hands, and then the two moved forward: "The situation in the capital is so chaotic that people inevitably mention these things in private. People's hearts are in chaos, which is a symptom. Huizhi, you and I have known each other for many years, so I won't avoid you. In my opinion, this battle in Jiangnan probably doesn't even have a 50-50 chance of winning. At most, it's 30-70. I have 30 and the Jurchens have 70. What will happen to the Wu Dynasty at that time? His Majesty often summons you to ask for advice. It's impossible that you haven't talked about it, right?"

The old man went straight to the point. Qin Hui put his hands behind his back and remained silent for a while while walking: "The people's hearts in the capital are chaotic. It is also the Jurchens' spies who are confusing people's hearts. On the other side... Master Mei, since mid-February, there have also been rumors raging in Lin'an, saying that news came from the north that the Jin emperor Wugumai's condition is worsening and his days are numbered. Perhaps my Wu Dynasty can hold on and eventually get through it."

"Huizhi, don't deceive me. That news was spread by people from the Black Flag. The Princess Mansion may also be happy to see it succeed. Whether it is credible is ultimately hard to say... But the news released by the Jurchen side may not be false."

"Master Mei, people's hearts are like this. What does it matter whether it is true or false? If you think it's true, it's true. If you think it's false, it's false. The art of attacking the heart is still the specialty of that heart demon in the southwest... If everyone can be deceived and hold on for a few months, perhaps the Jurchens will really collapse without a fight. That would be a good thing."

Birds flew over the courtyard, and ducks swam across the pond, quacking and leaving. The two people walking in the sun were both smiling calmly. The old man sighed: "...I also wanted to talk about the heart demon. Brother Huizhi has old ties with the southwest. Can you really let go of this worry? Based on your previous proposal to attack the southwest first and then defend against the Jurchens, the southwest will not let you go."

"State affairs are state affairs, and personal grievances are personal grievances." Qin Hui turned his head away. "Master Mei, are you speaking for the Jurchens?"

"It doesn't count." The old man's expression was normal. "I am old, and this old bone can be thrown away to be burned, but there are still incompetent children and grandchildren in my family. I want to ask Brother Huizhi about some things first. This is a little selfishness. I hope Brother Huizhi understands."

As he said this, he gently cupped his hands: "Let's not talk about surrendering to the Jin. If the overall situation is really unsustainable, what is the way out? I always want to have a number. The Jurchens have released words that if they want to negotiate peace, the court will have to cede a thousand miles of land west of Xiangfan to facilitate Nikan's attack on the southwest. This proposal may not be false. If things cannot be done, it is a way out. But His Majesty's heart now depends on your advice. To be honest, during the Xiaocang River battle that year, my second son died at the hands of the Black Flag bandits. If this happens, I would be happy to see it."

The old man said this with a sincere expression on his face. Qin Hui hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "...The Jurchens have wolfish ambitions, how can we trust them, Master Mei."

This day, until he left the other party's residence, Qin Hui did not say more about his intentions and ideas. He has always been a very tight-lipped person. He has many plans, but naturally he will not say them. In fact, since Zhou Yong asked him for advice, many people have wanted to visit him every day. He quietly watched the changes in the hearts of the people in the capital.

Since the Wu Dynasty moved south, Qin Hui has gradually climbed to the top of the officialdom of the Wu Dynasty, but he has also experienced several ups and downs. Especially the conquest of the southwest the year before last almost cost him the emperor's favor. In the officialdom, Zhao Ding and others took the opportunity to attack him. Even jumping clowns like Long Qifei wanted to step on him to rise to the top. That was his most dangerous period. But fortunately, the emperor, who was becoming increasingly extreme in his thinking, had deep trust in him, and he gradually found his way back.

But Qin Hui had no joy in his heart for such a triumphant moment. With the country in such a state, as a minister, he only felt that there was a pot of oil frying under him.

If talking about ambitions as an official, Qin Hui naturally also wanted to be a capable minister who could turn the tide with his own hands. He once admired Qin Siyuan, but Qin Hui had also warned Qin Siyuan for his style of blindly rushing forward without knowing how to advance or retreat. He had repeatedly hinted in the capital when Qin Siyuan was in power that many things affected the whole body with one move and had to be done slowly, but Qin Siyuan did not listen. Later, he died, and Qin Hui sighed in his heart, but ultimately proved that he understood the world best.

If the rules of the world were not like this, why would he have killed such an outstanding disciple as Luo Jinyan.

But his non-involvement when Qin Siyuan fell ultimately brought some bad influences. After King Kang succeeded to the throne, his children were quite competitive. With their father's support, Zhou Pei and Zhou Junwu did many important things. They had the support of the Jiangning faction and were deeply influenced by Qin Siyuan. After taking on the burden, although they did not rehabilitate Qin Siyuan, many of the officials they reused were Qin's disciples. Qin Hui had a "family" relationship with Qin Siyuan, but because of his subsequent non-involvement, Zhou Pei and Junwu did not deliberately approach him. Even if Qin Hui wanted to take the initiative to approach him, the other party did not show too much closeness.

If possible, Qin Hui hoped to get closer to the crown prince Junwu. His unswerving personality reminded Qin Hui of Luo Jinyan. If he could have taught Luo Jinyan better and there was better communication between the two sides, perhaps there would have been a different result later. But Junwu did not like him, and regarded his earnest teachings as the words of pedantic scholars like others. In many times later, the little crown prince stayed in Jiangning, and Qin Hui did not have the opportunity to have more contact, so he could only sigh.

The little crown prince was different from Luo Jinyan. His status and position gave him the capital to move forward without hesitation, but ultimately, at some point, he would fall.

He understood this matter, just as he understood Qin Siyuan's ending from the beginning. The problems of the Wu Dynasty were deeply rooted and deeply ingrained, like a patient with a terminal illness. The little crown prince had a fiery heart and only wanted to make him work and stimulate his potential. Normal people could do this, but the patient would die. If it were not for this reason, why would he have killed Luo Jinyan back then.

It was fate. In the end, he missed the opportunity back then. The crown prince, who could have become a wise ruler, was now not as good as His Majesty, who was more self-aware.

As for Master Mei, the Princess Mansion, and the people from the Black Flag who were desperately releasing various messages in the city to inspire people... Although the fighting was fierce, all living beings were fighting for their lives, but they could only see the square inch in front of them. If Ning Rentu, the one from the southwest, was here, perhaps he would understand what he was thinking in his heart better. At least not far to the north, the Jurchen Valley God who was manipulating everything in the dark could understand all of this clearly.

He could only close his eyes and wait quietly for what was about to happen. At that time, he would hold the authority in his hands and perhaps be able to seek a glimmer of hope for the Wu Dynasty.

Even if things could not be done...

For many days, this most common phrase in private flashed through his mind. Even if things cannot be done, at least he is in an invincible position... This answer flashed through his mind, but then he waved the inappropriate answer out of his mind.

He gently sighed, Qin Hui lifted the car curtain and watched the carriage drive through the thriving city. The spring scenery in Lin'an was picturesque. It was just approaching dusk.

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In April, it rained, and the knights on the horse team wore black raincoats, galloping over the undulating low hills. In the distance, they could see uncultivated fields, desolate villages, and human corpses lying on the roadside. Crows with disheveled feathers raised their heads from the corpses and looked at people ominously.

In previous years, the land of Jiangnan would have been a lush green.

The horse team drove over this mountain ridge and continued forward. Gradually, the outline of the military camp came into view, and patrolling teams came over. The two sides reported their names in Jurchen, and the patrolling team stopped, watching the equestrian team of more than 300 people go to the military camp.

The members of the cavalry team were all kinds of strange people and things, with fierce faces, and many injured. Wanyan Qingjue, the leader, had a pale face, and his injured left hand was wrapped in bandages and hung around his neck.

The military camps were layered upon layer, camp upon camp, orderly. In the middle section, there were also more lively camps where supplies were distributed, female slaves were kept, and some Jurchen soldiers exchanged treasures plundered from the south. It was a paradise for soldiers. Wanyan Qingjue waved his hand to stop the equestrian team, and then smiled and instructed everyone not to follow him. The injured should go to the hospital to heal, and the others could take his token and enjoy themselves.

The Jurchens crossed the Yangtze River this time, not to capture slaves, so they killed more and captured fewer people to raise. However, Jiangnan women were soft and beautiful, and those of good quality would still be captured into the army for soldiers to enjoy during their spare time. These places in the military camps were mostly frequented by officers and were in short supply. However, Wanyan Qingjue's subordinates had high status and could enjoy various things with priority with the little prince's token. At the moment, everyone praised the little prince's benevolence and dispersed with laughter.

Wanyan Qingjue went to the inner part. The summer drizzle gradually stopped. He entered the central large tent, first cupped his hands to greet him. Wanyan Xiyin, who was checking several pieces of information against the map on the table, raised his head and glanced at him. He didn't say anything about his arm injury.

"How is it?"

"Reporting to teacher, there are some results."

Wanyan Qingjue said, took out two personal letters from his arms, came over and handed them to Xiyin. Xiyin opened them and read them quietly, and then put the letters away. He looked at the map on the table, his lips moved slightly, calculating what needed to be calculated in his heart. The camp was so quiet for nearly a quarter of an hour, and Wanyan Qingjue stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

"What's wrong with your hand?" After a long time, Xiyin spoke.

"Near Changning, I encountered a group of Black Flag people. Someone attacked and fell off the horse, which is no longer a problem." Wanyan Qingjue replied simply. He naturally understood the teacher's personality. Although he was known for his literary name, Xiyin was actually iron-blooded in the military formation. He was not interested in listening to mere broken hands and minor injuries.

The conflict near Changning was really not a big deal. The people he encountered who were suspected of being Black Flag were not highly trained. The two sides had a conflict and then left separately. Wanyan Qingjue originally wanted to chase them, but who knew that he was hit by a dark spear in the melee. A musket bullet was shot from nowhere, grazed his thigh and knocked his warhorse to the ground. Wanyan Qingjue broke one hand because of this.

Xiyin nodded with his hands behind his back to show that he knew.

"You came back just in time. The rain has stopped. Come out with me for a walk."

Wanyan Qingjue cupped his hands and followed. Walking out of the big tent, the early summer sky after the light rain revealed a bright light. The old man walked towards the front: "Zongfu's attack on Jiangning has already caught the attention of the Wu Dynasty people. The Wu Dynasty's little crown prince wanted to盯死me, but was defeated twice, and there is not much power left, but the surrounding areas that should be eaten have been eaten almost. He is now guarding against me and others from Changzhou heading south to take food from the people... In the direction of Lin'an, people's hearts are panicking, and many are wavering, but if we want them to lose their courage, we still lack the most important link..."

Xiyin was more like talking to himself, stating indifferently, but without confusion. Wanyan Qingjue listened step by step, and finally said: "Teacher has a plan?"

Xiyin shook his head and did not look at him: "Recent events remind me of the world twenty or thirty years ago. I and others followed the late emperor and the grand marshal to start an uprising, fighting with hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Liao State. At that time, we were only moving forward. The name of the Jurchens, 'The Jurchens are invincible when they are full of ten thousand people,' was made at that time. For more than ten or twenty years after that, it was only in recent years that people always talked about people's hearts, persuasion to surrender, rumors, private exchange, and confusing others..."

A team of soldiers passed by, and the leader saluted. Xiyin waved his hand, his eyes complex and solemn: "Qingjue, have I told you about the Wu Dynasty?"

Wanyan Qingjue said: "Teacher has said a lot."

"Back then..." Xiyin recalled the events of that year, "Back then, when we had just started the uprising, we often heard that there was a great country to the south, where everyone was rich, the land was fertile, the people followed education, were humble and polite, and Confucianism was profound and benefited the world. I have studied Han learning since I was a child, and I and others around me were in awe. When the Wu Dynasty sent an envoy to form an alliance with us to resist the Liao people together, I and the late emperor and others were overjoyed. Who knew... later, after seeing many problems in the Wu Dynasty, we had doubts in our hearts... The doubts gradually turned into sneers, and then gradually, became disdainful. When they received the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, their strength was unbearable, but they repeatedly played tricks. The court fought each other, but they all thought their schemes were unparalleled. Later, Zhang Jue, who surrendered to them, also killed and gave to us. Guo Yaoshi was originally a hero, but after entering the Wu Dynasty, he finally became disheartened. When the late emperor was dying, he said that the Liao Dynasty had been conquered, and it was appropriate to take the Wu Dynasty..."

"Qingjue." Xiyin walked along the road of the military camp to a small hill, "Now, it is our turn to play tricks and schemes. Do you say this is being smart? Or is it weak and unbearable..."

A team of soldiers passed by, and the leader saluted. Xiyin waved his hand, his eyes complex and solemn: "Qingjue, have I told you about the Wu Dynasty?"

Wanyan Qingjue said: "Teacher has said a lot."

"Back then..." Xiyin recalled the events of that year, "Back then, when we had just started the uprising, we often heard that there was a great country to the south, where everyone was rich, the land was fertile, the people followed education, were humble and polite, and Confucianism was profound and benefited the world. I have studied Han learning since I was a child, and I and others around me were in awe. When the Wu Dynasty sent an envoy to form an alliance with us to resist the Liao people together, I and the late emperor and others were overjoyed. Who knew... later, after seeing many problems in the Wu Dynasty, we had doubts in our hearts... The doubts gradually turned into sneers, and then gradually, became disdainful. When they received the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, their strength was unbearable, but they repeatedly played tricks. The court fought each other, but they all thought their schemes were unparalleled. Later, Zhang Jue, who surrendered to them, also killed and gave to us. Guo Yaoshi was originally a hero, but after entering the Wu Dynasty, he finally became disheartened. When the late emperor was dying, he said that the Liao Dynasty had been conquered, and it was appropriate to take the Wu Dynasty..."

"Qingjue." Xiyin walked along the road of the military camp to a small hill, "Now, it is our turn to play tricks and schemes. Do you say this is being smart? Or is it weak and unbearable..."

"...It should be weak." Wanyan Qingjue replied, "However, as the teacher said earlier, if the Jin State wants to grow stronger, it originally cannot suppress everything by force. If my Great Jin had always ruled the country by force from that year to the present for twenty years, I am afraid that one day in the future, it would only collapse faster."

Years after searching the mountains and dredging the seas, the Jin State declined in an atmosphere of carefree enjoyment. The fall of Lou Shi and Ci Busi in the Battle of Xiaocang River awakened the upper echelons of the Jurchens like a blow to the head. It was not the first time that people like Xiyin and Zong Han had discussed these topics. Xiyin's emotion was not a question, and Wanyan Qingjue's answer did not seem to enter his ears. A cool breeze blew from the low hillside, and the words of Xiyin fell carelessly into the wind.

"Have you heard about the situation in Yunzhong?" After a long time, he asked.

Wanyan Qingjue hesitated slightly: "...I heard that someone is spreading rumors in private that the east and west sides... are going to fight?"

"What happened in Yunzhong Prefecture last year, someone killed Shi Liai's grandson and blamed it on Zongfu, this is an unreasonable thing. This year, someone has been spreading rumors everywhere in private, saying that the Wu Dynasty will be over, and there will be a battle between the east and the west. They are reminding the people below to prepare early. If they are not vigilant, the other side has already been sharpening their knives. At the end of last year, it was just a few small frictions below. This year, some people at the top have been dragged into the water."

"Da Yuanxi's several businesses have been cut off, and Shi Donggan, under Wanyan Hongxin, has taken action, saying that from now on, the population business should be divided between the east and the west. It is better to talk about it now, so as to avoid future troubles. This is being provoked to prepare for a war on both sides. This matter is still being discussed, and the Xiren and Han people under the two men have had several conflicts. One time it broke out in Yunzhong, and Shi Liai was really angry... But as long as someone really believes these things, he is just busy running around and cannot suppress it."

The old man frowned, his words were calm, but a killing intent had already spread out. Wanyan Qingjue could understand the danger in this: "Someone is provoking in private..."

Xiyin's gaze turned to the west: "The people from the Angry Banana are taking action. The person in charge of going to the north is not simple. These people are using the rumors that Zongfu is敲打Shi Liai to start from the bottom... For such things, the upper echelons dare not and will not act rashly. Even if Shi Liai's grandson is killed, he will never make a big fuss, but the people below don't know the truth. Seeing that others are preparing, they all want to strike first. When the people below start fighting, the middle and upper echelons will be dragged into the water as well. People like Da Yuanxi and Shi Donggan have already started fighting, who still wants to retreat? If Shi Liai intervenes, things will only get worse. Qingjue, you can learn a thing or two from these methods..."

"...Yes."

Xiyin walked forward, inhaling the refreshing wind after the rain, and then exhaled, thinking about things in his mind, and the seriousness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"...The Jiangning War has already transferred many troops." He seemed to be talking to himself, "Zongfu has given all the remaining 'Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers' and the remaining catapults to Arubao as I requested. I have fought several major battles here, and the consumption of supplies is serious. The Wu Dynasty people think I want to attack Changzhou and break through this city to replenish food and supplies to go south to Lin'an. This is naturally also a good way, so the Wu Dynasty has stationed 130,000 troops in Changzhou, and the little crown prince has 100,000 troops guarding Zhenjiang..."

Xiyin paused, looking at his aging hands: "My army has 50,000 people, and the other side has 100,000 on one side and 130,000 on the other side... If it were ten years ago, I would definitely not hesitate so much, not to mention... there are still 30,000 Tushan Guards in these 50,000 people."

Before he could finish his words, Wanyan Qingjue had already understood what the other party was saying and understood where the old man's sigh came from. A cool breeze gently blew over, and Xiyin's words fell carelessly into the wind.

"Half a month later, General Yin Shu Ke and Arubao and I will take Zhenjiang at all costs."

The old man moved forward slowly, sighing softly: "After this battle, the Wu Dynasty world... should be settled..."

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